PRINCE KLOUD’S POV
Ulysses' eyes widened and he tried to look away, but I grabbed his chin, forcing our eyes to clash.
“Kloud!”
“You were afraid that I would treat you like wh*re,” I commented, staring down at him.
“I hate the fact that you have slept with people before. I wanted us to be different,” he confessed.
I whispered “Love, do you know I have never craved anyone or wanted to hold anyone the whole night? The desire and need I have for you cannot be matched to anyone. I keep holding back because I don't want to push you away. But the truth is I want to be buried in you, losing myself in your moans and groans. F*cking you slow and sweet while I latch my teeth in you. This is my heart.”